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Chapter 34: A Bottle of Calpis

My life had been quite colorful lately. Some were bitter, and some were quite sweet to be tasted but somehow, most of them manage to leave such an impact to my life. You might be wondering (or not) , what is the relation between the title and my life? Well here's the story..

Last Thursday, as I was planning to get back to my hometown, I requested for an Uber driver to send me from my college to the nearest lrt station. I could actually just walk from my college but with two heavy bags and the road was still wet due to the rain, I'm quite lazy to do so.

A problem started when the driver suddenly rejected me and Uber tried it's best to get me another driver. It's not a long wait for me to get another driver so I waited for him to arrive and I needed him to call me when he arrive. Basically, my college has four entrance so grabbing an Uber is always a confusion as I need their guide to which entrance I should go.

The Uber apps stated that my driver had arrived and it's weird for me that he didn't call at all. I tried to reach his number and that's when I realized that my phone couldn't detect the umobile's signal, As it's impossible for me to reach him, I decided to restart my phone, hoping that it could detect the line but again, it failed. I decided to format my phone, afraid that my phone was making it's grump and ended up walking to the lrt station.

Right after I got onto the bus to Seremban, my phone finished it's work of re-formatting but again, I'm disappointed as it's still could not detect any signal. That was when I knew that my life was in trouble. I couldn't get in touch with my sister or mother and only if I had a wifi signal,I could alert her about my targeted time of arrival. Too bad that none of these buses to Seremban and the terminal bus did not provide any wifi facility.

When I arrived Seremban, I immediately search for a public phone and guess what? The phone didn't function well and the only option left for me, was to ask anyone for a help. Being an introvert, it's not an easy task for me. I approached someone around my age, explaining to her about my phone's condition and asking if she could lend me her phone for a while, only to call someone to pick me up but all I received was a weird stare and statement claiming she didn't has any credits.

Okay, I started to feel bitter but not giving up. I tried to approach another girl, probably 17 or 18 y/o and again, she gave me an afraid stare and answered, "Maaf la, mak ayah saya tak bagi.."

I politely made my move and that was when my tears started to burst. All I need was a single phone call, even if anyone didn't trust me, just a single help would be helpful. I tried to calm myself for a while and tried to approach another lady, this time, with tears still rolling on my cheeks.

Hearing her words, my tears fell heavily and thanked her.. To my shocking, she even moved a bit further when I'm dialing my father, leaving her trust to me. When I returned her phone, she tried to make a conversation with me and as the silence came between us, she left me alone, going to one of the shop nearby. I'm still in emotional, waiting for my father when the lady approached me with a smile and giving me a bottle of Calpis. "Nah, akak belanja awak.. Akak balik dulu.."

To the lady, thank you so much kak. You had leave such a big impact in my life.

This incident made me realized a thing and came out with an idea. We are living in a society where people are being skeptical with strangers. There's nothing wrong with being careful, but maybe just a little help would leave a wonderful meaning to them. If you're afraid of being scam, and if someone needs help in terms of lending your phone, you could just call the person that they need to contact for them or, letting them to speak via loudspeaker would just be wonderful.

I'm sorry this happened to you. If I was in your shoe, I boleh meraung time tu jugak, LOL. But yeah, we can't blame them as theres more strangers whi cant be trusted but yeah we could just called the person ourselve instead. Hope it wont happen again!

Reading your story reminds me of mine. I experienced exactly the same as yours except I'm the one who lend my phone to the school girl at the lrt. Too bad I don't have any credits on both of my numbers but then I remember that whatsapp can call. So she called her mother to pick her up then she left. After that, I recieved a missed call from her mother and I explained to her what exactly happened because she can't even contact her daughter at that time.

Sometimes kita memang rasa was-was when it comes to stangers but I just imagine what if I in their shoes. It will hard too, right? I'm so happy that I can help that girl eventhough it is not that much 😃

Well, I used to give help to this matter too which is why when it comes to my turn, bearing the hardship, I do feel what they felt before.. It's good that you did help her.. It might not be much to us, but for her, it's a huge help..

Of course I'm totally grateful with her help.. I dah cuak kot masa tu, macam mana nak balik.. huuu. "There's nothing wrong with being careful, but maybe just a little help would leave a wonderful meaning to them. " - I'm not blaming them Syed.. I just hope they do think of an alternative for a help.. hahaha..

Okay fine! I misinterpreted it then haha. People nowadays are so self-centered, I can't even imagine if I were to be at your place at that time."it's sweet but enough to cure my bitterness of the moment". Wow it's a paradox! haha

Since the is a chunk of people are giving their opinion on this scene, I don't want to miss it hehehe..

First, I never try any calpishdjdlan thingy. Does it taste great?

Second, okay.. For me, I think, there is no one should be blamed or declared as the antagonist in this scenario, what I can say is "people nowadays (especially Malaysian) are half engulfed by superstitious beliefs."

I can elaborate more but I don't want hahahahah..(maybe nak tulis entry pasal ni)